So I was standing in line for security, reminiscing to myself about how magical and lovely my trip had been, and I hear these people in line a few spots behind me complementing someone’s luggage.. one piece was a really cool purple leather suitcase, and the other was wicker, and looked deftly hand-made. One of the owners mentioned he had in fact made the latter one himself, while the other was purchased in London.

For the record, the luggage was indeed quite cool. But something seemed really familiar about the pair to whom the luggage belonged…